บททั้งหมดของ In love With My Lycan Stepbrothers: บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

“Jace!” I gasped, my mouth parting in pleasure at the feeling of his length rubbing against my tight walls. I threw my head back, the more he pushed into me. The fluttering feeling of bliss building up in my lower half was too much for me to bear.I gripped onto his forearms for dear life as he snapped his cock in me. I felt my breath get punched out of my lungs as he repeated these motions continuously, without stopping and adding a little more force in between his thrusts. I cried out, my back curving off the floor as he fucked me with no mercy, the noises that filled up the forest was lewd and carnal, adding to the sexual charge in the air. Moans tumbled out of my mouth seamlessly and I had to dig my nails into his back, scrambling for purchase, using him as an anchor, so I wouldn't get lost in my desire; the one threatening to eat me up alive. "Fuck," he groaned, snapping his hips against my skin, forcing his length to go even deeper inside of me, reaching parts of me, I didn't k

“Strike your foe with no mercy! Make sure that you finish the opponent in front of you, the moment you get an upper hand. I don’t want any pity or compassion here. I don’t give a fuck if they’re your comrades. Finish them off!” Damien screamed, over the loud grunts, sheathing and clanging noise of metal. The whole training ground was filled with blood, sweat, and guts that spewed out from the respective vampires, lying lifeless on the floor. Damien had been working hard of late, making sure to train his men, the best he could, and in the most brutal way possible. He gathered as many soldiers as willing and able vampires, invited them over to the training arena, and forced them to battle it all out, to the death. This was his way of winnowing out the chaff. His way of picking out the strongest men and discarding the weak ones. In this process, the number of troops would reduce as they continued fighting, leaving out the strong and resilient, before allowing them to train more and more

I stared back into the otherworldly green eyes of the older woman, surprise filling my features. She was as equally surprised as I was, her eyebrows raising up a little. Irene, the leader of the coven. She hasn’t aged a day since the last time I saw her.Her pin straight black hair, her smooth, porcelain skin and her signature red lips…she looked really alluring. She was in her mid forties, yet she didn’t look like it at all. It was due to her power, she was so strong, and her powers caused her not to age as fast as humans and other witches. I wouldn’t be surprised if she, in her fifties, would look like someone in her twenties. That was just the tip of the iceberg of her abilities as a witch and also as a coven leader. I was practically feeling the energy within her, course through me, as if in sync with mine.“Cassandra,” her raspy voice filled my ears. “It’s nice to see you again,” she said, though I could still hear the curiosity in her voice and the questions running through her

I got home, shutting the door behind me with a bang as I made my way to the comfort of my room. I rushed out of the library as fast as I could, after piecing everything together, barely thanking Irene for giving me the information, even if I didn’t like her.I had to talk to Jason as soon as possible. I don’t think I would be able to wait and fly down to them before I get it out of my chest. If I did that, I was pretty sure that I’d explode. I would've called him back at the library or on my way home, but I was too conscious of the privy witches and warlocks all around, keeping an eye on me. Their stares were not so subtle and after how they isolated me and my mom, I didn’t want to have anything to do with any of them.I brought out my phone from my purse and quickly dialed Jason’s number, pacing up and down the room with anxiety. Everything was jumbled up in my head and I just wanted him to confirm that everything was as I pictured it. “Come on,” I mumbled under my breath, gritting m

If Damien wasn’t sure that the warlock was his love rival, he definitely was clear on the issue now. He stared down the sorcerer with a look of disbelief, masking the pent-up rage that built up inside him. A few minutes ago, he had decided to give the man a listening ear after he had piqued his interest and also used his magic to revert his room back to normal. It was more than enough for Damien to lend an ear to whatever he was saying, but what left the man’s lips made the vampire King just want to snap the man’s neck to the side.The warlock had proposed to help with the war, saying that he would not only fight but also serve as protection, as a shield from any and all attacks that try to come their way. However, there was a condition attached. Damien was aware of this immediately when the sorcerer suggested help, but he didn’t think that his demands would be so unreasonable and irking. For helping in the war, he wants one of the Lycan brats, and Cassandra as well for the taking.T